It's really hard to be a scumbag

The young man tilted his head to look at him, slowly raised his hand, and pointed at the camera in Jiang Jiang's hand.

Seeing that the young man had no intention of hurting himself, Jiang Jiang hesitated for a while, and decided to follow the other party's wishes first.

He followed the boy's fingers and looked at his camera.

The photos just taken on the camera have been automatically spit out, waiting for the owner to take them out.

It seems that the other party wants this photo?

Jiang Jiang pulled it out, and handed it to the other party carefully.

The boy looked at him for a long time, then he seemed to understand his meaning slowly, and reached out to take it.

Seeing him take it, Jiang Jiang just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party turned the photo over, then lifted it up and placed it in front of him.

It seems to want him to see it?

Jiang Jiang looked at the photo blankly.

Most of the people in the photos are the people in front of them, who are looking straight at the camera with a strange sense of horror.

Jiang Jiang looked horrified, but the young man in front of him clearly meant for him to see, so Jiang Jiang didn't dare to avert his eyes to provoke him.

While enduring the horrifying sight in the photo, he also had to endure the horrifying gaze of the young man in front of him, his whole body was blown away.

However, he couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to show him the photo, and he didn't know what to say, so he just stared at the photo for a long time.

The two stalemate for a long time, and finally the teenager took the initiative to put down the photo.

He stared at Jiang Jiang, and said slowly, "You are patting me."

Jiang Jiang's expression changed for a long time, and finally held back the desire to complain.

He didn't intend to take pictures of the other party at all, did he!

Isn't that the person who is stealing the spotlight?

However, he saw all the weirdness of the young man. Now that he had decided not to provoke the other party, Jiang Jiang could only nod silently, humiliatingly admitting the fact that he was a bit gay in patting him.

Just as Jiang Jiang nodded, the smile on the boy's face grew wider.

He continued to speak, speaking in a tone like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time, clumsily looking for the exact pitch, "You shoot me, you like me."

Jiang Jiang frowned, and silently recited the Qingxin Sutra, and then resisted the desire to refute.

The young man didn't seem to notice Jiang Jiang's dissatisfaction. He pointed to himself, "You like me, want to know me, and want to know my information."

Jiang Jiang looked at him with dead fish eyes and didn't refute, but wanted to see what this man was up to.

"You will spend a lot of time getting close to me." The young man spoke faster and faster, and seemed to be more and more familiar with the intonation of each sentence "We don't have much time here, and I don't want to waste time, so I will take the initiative Looking for you."

Jiang Jiang just found a space to say, "What did you come to see me for?"

The boy blinked his eyes, "Look for you, and then do what you love to do with you."

Jiang Jiang thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to rank with me?"

The boy froze for a moment, his eyes were full of confusion.

Very good, it seems that in the other party's mind, what Jiang Jiang loves to do is not playing games.

Well, it's true, the other party doesn't understand him at all.

Jiang Jiang slandered a few words, then shook his head, "It's nothing, you said you came to me to do what I love to do, what do you mean?"

The young man thought for a while, but did not answer directly, but stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Jiang's wrist.

His palm was cold, even under the warm sun, Jiang Jiang's wrist was still cold.

Jiang Jiangyuan saw that this man was easy to talk to, but he suddenly felt slightly relieved.

Do normal people feel so cold, like the body temperature in the freezer of a refrigerator?

Think about it and know it won't.

Jiang Jiang's face turned pale, and the wrists being held were stiff. He just let the other party pull him forward with such a sloppy footsteps, not daring to move at all.

The boy pulled him and walked all the way into the park.

In the depths is a lush garden, and the flowers on the edge are neatly trimmed and beautiful.

Not long after they walked, they saw a bench on the side of the road. The bench was brown and the chair was clean and tidy. It seemed to serve the tourists who were tired from walking in the park.

The boy pulled him over and stood by the chair.

Jiang Jiang didn't understand why, so he was pushed down by the boy and sat down.

He was still anxious and didn't understand it, but found that the young man was still dissatisfied when he saw him sitting down, and the other party's subordinates exerted a little force, and then directly pushed Jiang Jiang down on the chair.

Jiang Jiang lay face-on on the bench, the blue sky in front of him was blocked by the boy's face.

The young man looked down at him directly, his pale and bloodless face was gradually stained with a light pink under Jiang Jiang's eyes.

Jiang Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and when he keenly felt that the atmosphere was a little anxious, he saw the young man lowered his head slightly and gently touched his lips.

The other party's lips were slightly pale, and their lips were as cold as hands. Even though the two of them were touching each other so intimately at this moment, Jiang Jiang didn't feel the popularity of a living person in the other party.

As soon as his anger at being secretly kissed was raised, he was immediately extinguished by the fear that arose in his heart.

So much so that he originally wanted to scold loudly, but after he said it, he said timidly with a trembling voice, "You, why did you kiss me?"

The boy raised his head, and he stared at Jiang Jiang, "Because this is your favorite thing to do. Have you forgotten? You always wanted to do this with me before, but I didn't nod until I died at your hands promise you."

He kept looking at Jiang Jiang, and Jiang Jiang's slightly pale face was reflected in his dark eyes.

"I invited you here because I wanted to let you experience for yourself what you did to me."

When the boy said this, a third expression suddenly appeared on his terrified face, which had only been expressionless and smiling.

He frowned slightly, seeming a little distressed.

"But when you come, I will regret it."

"I don't want you to experience the pain I once had. I want to satisfy you and make you happy."

The boy loosened his eyebrows and smiled again, "Do you like what I do under the dining table? Do you feel happy?"

"The book says that if the boy is released, it means he is very comfortable." The young man stared at Jiang Jiang fixedly. "Is the book right? Are you comfortable?"

Jiang Jiang's eyes were a little out of focus. Facing the boy's question, he said, "You just said that you died by my hands? That is to say...you are not a human now?"

The boy nodded obediently.

Jiang Jiang pulled out a smile with difficulty.

Then very decisively and simply, the brain short-circuited and lost consciousness and passed out directly.

He was so dizzy that he was simple and rude, leaving Qi Jing alone, full of bewilderment.

Qi Jing stared at Jiang Jiang's face for a long time, then straightened up, stood where he was, lost in thought.

He thought for a long time before he seemed to understand something.

When the space around him fluctuated, the petals and green leaves blown down by the wind retreated in an instant.

"Because it's your favorite thing to do..."

Jiang Jiang woke up from a coma, and what he heard was such a familiar sentence.

"Did you forget? You wanted to do this with me before, but I never wanted to."

Jiang Jiang opened his eyes in a daze, and he felt that this sentence did not seem to be the case.

However, when his vision became clear and he could see the real dead face of the boy in front of him, he shivered and was scared.

"Now I'm very willing." The smile on the young man's face froze, and he looked at Jiang Jiang without moving his eyes. "That's why I kiss you."

"Do you understand?" He asked in a flat tone, speaking a question as if it were a statement.

Jiang Jiang's face turned pale, and she replied tremblingly, "I, I understand."

The corners of the boy's lips rose, and his smile deepened, "Since you understand, then I will continue."

"Wait." Jiang Jiang's whole body was shaking. He tried to calm down his trembling body because of fear, and then smiled with difficulty, "May I ask a question first?"

The boy spoke very well, "You can ask anything you want directly."

Jiang Jiang swallowed her saliva, her eyes filled with fear, "After I'm done, can you let me go?"

Qi Jing thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Because when they finished, it was time for the dream.

Although it is not impossible to extend the time, since Jiang Jiang wants to leave, Qi Jing will naturally not force him to stay here.

"call."

Hearing the boy agree to come down, Jiang Jiang exhaled.

His fingers were almost pinching into the flesh of his palm, but he calmly said, "Then you continue."

Jiang Jiang's heart was about to jump out.

He had never experienced such a terrifying and terrifying thing.

Don't talk about sleeping with a dead person, he hasn't slept with a living person-wait.

Jiang Jiang was in a trance for a moment.

His memory is a bit fuzzy, and there are many things that he can't seem to remember now.

He knew that his name was Jiang Jiang and he was a photographer.

But he has no impression of other things at all.

"What are you thinking?" The boy lying on top of him suddenly said, interrupting his thoughts that he was trying to remember.

Jiang Jiang's consciousness was pulled back to reality in an instant. He opened his mouth and was about to say something to perfuse this ghost, but at this moment he suddenly heard something.

"The flowers over there are pretty." The voices of several girls came from far and near.

"Then let's go and have a look. If it looks good, post it on Moments."

Their laughing voices are getting closer and closer.

Jiang Jiang, who was still lying on the bench, was startled. He subconsciously held the boy's hand around his waist, and hurriedly whispered nervously, "Someone is here!"

Qi Jing hummed absently.

For the first time, his eyes moved away from Jiang Jiang's face, and turned to look at the other party holding his hand.

Different from his pale, almost sickly complexion, the other's fingers were white and delicate, and the light pink on the fingertips was the finishing touch, like the first blooming spring color.

Qi Jing could hear Jiang Jiang talking anxiously, but all his mind was occupied by that hand.

That hand was not only delicate and beautiful, but also exuded the warmth of its owner.

The warmth was obviously holding his arm, but it seemed to be holding his already cold heart.

It seemed that this was Jiang Jiang's first contact with him.

Qi Jing thought blankly.

Touching the other party already made him feel unprecedentedly satisfied, but when he was actively touched by the other party, he was a little slow to realize what kind of extreme pleasure the other party gave him.

Want to be touched by the other party.

I want the other person to take the initiative to kiss me.

I want the other party to take the initiative to merge with him into one.

Such thoughts gradually emerged in Qi Jing's mind.